In the evening, Cristoia came to Davos' tent and heard about the day's events. With what she knew about Davos, she said, "Do you want to annex those mercenaries?"
"I really want to help them." Davers said seriously.
"Really?" Cristoia smiled tenderly, her plump breasts pressed against Davos's strong chest, she raised her head, and her sexy red lips were charming.
"Really." Davos lowered his head, pursed his soft and moist lips, and sucked forcefully.
This kiss ignited the desire of both parties. Davers stretched out his hand and picked up Cristoia...
At this time, the voice of Martius came from outside the tent: "Boss, Mersis and Marigi want to see you."
Davos scolded in a low voice, and just wanted to say with a bad face, "No!"
Kristoia thumped him with a smile, and said, "It must be something important to have Mersis and Marigi, two somewhat contradictory people, come to see you together!"
Davers knew that she was right, and reluctantly put down Cristoia and kissed her twice on the mouth reluctantly.
Cristoia pushed him away.
Mersis and Marigi entered the big tent with front and back feet, and saw that there was still Cristoia in the tent. , and then they explained their intentions directly to Davos.
It turned out that when the soldiers started to build the camp, Mersis and the others were not idle, no, it should be said that the Turians were not idle. Although Turii forbids mercenaries from entering the city, the Greeks are a well-known people who are good at doing business. As soon as they hear that there are mercenaries coming, there are merchants and peddlers who run to the old city of Sybaris to see if there are any business opportunities. . In addition to the food provided by Turiyi, the mercenaries also needed other daily necessities, so the two sides hit it off.
The trade was initially one-way, with the Turians the sellers and the mercenaries the buyers. But soon Mersis discovered that the Turii merchants were interested in something in the barracks. When the mercenaries were on their way back, they not only robbed women and slaves, they also robbed a large number of gold and silverware and some works of art, such as peculiar spice wood carvings, exquisite gold statues, and exotic ivory carvings. Wait, I was going to take it home in the future, that is, it can be used as a display, and it can also be used as a souvenir and evidence for boasting. Although a lot was lost due to the constant battles along the way, there are still some.
For the Turian merchants, thousands of miles away from Persia, these objects from the Persian hinterland and some unheard-of races are very exotic and very new. They immediately realized that these things were valuable, and expressed their desire to buy them to Mersis.
Mersis is not a fool, of course he can't sell it cheap, not to mention that some things do not belong to him, but are stored by soldiers in the baggage camp. After thinking about it, he decided to go to Marij first, because for these things, only Marij, who is also a Persian, can explain their origin, as well as the cultural meaning and value they represent.
Marigi gave him a suggestion: why not build a market, run by mercenaries, trade with the big Greeks, and maybe collect taxes.
Taxing on the land of another country? ! Mersis thought this idea was too crazy, but he couldn't resist the temptation of money, so he came to Davos with Marigi.
Build a market? Davos thinks this idea is a good idea. It can not only meet the needs of mercenaries, but also a place to expand the influence of mercenaries. It can also understand the market conditions of Greater Greece, cultivate a business team of mercenaries, and at the same time collect intelligence and search for talents. ... Wait, from the perspective of a mercenary leader, Davos, who has the purpose of taking root in Greater Greece, is naturally much more comprehensive and in-depth than Mersis and the others.
The more he thought about it, the more he felt that the idea was very good, and he nodded immediately and said, "It's okay to build a market. I will ask the soldiers to build a market tomorrow outside the camp between the eastern position and the coast. The construction of the market is under the responsibility of Mariji. , but we don’t have much time, don’t make it too complicated, just use it. After it’s completed, its management and operation will also be in charge of you…” Davos said this, and Marigi looked excited.
Davos reminded him: "My requirements are that the market can be simple, but it must be orderly, to ensure fair transactions, and to be tidy, to expand the reputation of the market as much as possible, and to attract more people from other city-states. Merchants also come here to trade. As for taxation, don't think about it, I don't want to upset the Turians, but you can think of other ways, such as having slaves help carry the goods and provide cheap pulp Water... Wait, even after the market is prosperous, you can still charge shop fees."
Mariji nodded again and again and praised sincerely: "Boss, I didn't expect your wisdom in business to be amazing!"
Davers smiled, these ideas had long been rotten in the industrial age. But since he gave Marigi a promise, this guy has entered the state very quickly. Do you really want to be a business officer
Davos turned to the somewhat depressed Mersis: "As for our transactions with the Great Greeks, let Mersis be responsible for you."
"Okay! Okay!" Mersis cheered again.
"Don't mess with the things that the soldiers store in the baggage camp, unless they are willing to sell them. You have to sign an agreement with them. Except for a small handling fee for the selling price... Well, you have to negotiate with the owner, but the most important thing is to do so. It's better not to exceed one-fifth of the property sold, and the rest will be returned to the owner, don't conceal or embezzle! Mariji, you are in charge of supervision!" Davos instructed Mersis solemnly.
"Davers, you are too biased! One fifty percent is too little, at least one twentieth! It's not so easy for us to sell things, standing in the sun for half a day, how much words... "Mercis muttered aggrievedly.
"One twentieth is too much, at least no more than one thirty-fifth, that's it!" Davers didn't bother to argue with him: "Instead of earning soldiers' money, you might as well find a way to increase the Expand your financial resources with your trade items!"
Hearing this, Mersis fell into thought, and soon his fat face had a smile: "The prisoners in the transport camp are from some ethnic groups of Persia and Armenia, and many people have also learned the massage skills of the medical camp. , is definitely a novel experience for the men of Great Greece, we can put a high price on it..." Mersis's cheerful voice was interrupted by Cristoia's cough.
Discussing the flesh business in front of a woman, this guy... Davers said dumbfoundedly: "I can give you an idea. The doctors in our medical camp have a very high level of medical skills. And there are no major injuries in the camp now. , if you are idle, you are idle. It is better to let them open a clinic in the market they built and collect money to see a doctor. You can discuss the details with Christoya." There were originally eight doctors in the medical camp, and when they left Byzantium, there were eight doctors. The two left, while the six doctors headed by Helpus continued to stay under the strong attraction of the so-called mysterious medical knowledge inspired by Hades (in fact, the basic knowledge of past life and modern medicine) taught by Davers from time to time. in the medical camp.
Hearing Cristoia's name, Mersis, whose eyes were originally glowing, turned bitter.
Kristoya didn't embarrass Mersis, this fat man looked like a bully, but Cristoya understood how important he was to Davos, so she seriously discussed with him how to open a clinic and how to distribute the fees. and other matters, but made a request: I hope that Mersis will not force women in the baggage camp to be ********
Mersis shouted injustice and said, "Most of the women in the baggage camp were snatched by the soldiers on their way back to Greece, and a small number were slaves in the baggage camp, who needed to take care of the pack animals and manage items. Only ten A few are real fuckers and they're used to making money this... this way."
"I'm afraid there are more than these **." Marigi interjected.
Note: In ancient Greek and Roman times, there was no percentage, but at that time, business was developed, and merchants and even ordinary citizens were very good at using fractions to complete contracts and transactions. However, for the convenience of reading, from the next chapter, try to use percentages to represent.